[fic] picture: perfect
picture: perfect
g - jaemin
summary: they're picture perfect, touches and brushes of skin and glances when people notice.
they don't do well with hiding and secrecy but it's okay because they're happy, they're with each other and with the world, even if the world isn't really with them, not with the same things. they're picture perfect, touches and brushes of skin and glances when people notice.
the others tell them "try not to be so obvious, please?" and "you guys are like teenagers." and "i wish i had what you have."
they hear but they don't really hear, because what do they need but each other? singing and dancing and laughing on television, the five of them together, is something beautiful and magic, but lying alone together in bed at two in the morning passing back and forth a dripping popsicle is something breathless and heartstopping.
they know that everyone knows but doesn't say anything, they know but it's just too perfect to be in love, to smile and smile back, that they don't care.
"love you, so much."
"me too."
and even the days when everything goes wrong and nothing fits perfect and everyone is moodswings and tense words are okay because they can hold hands and share a bowl of ramen that steams up their glasses and they laugh and draw pictures on their lenses, hearts and stars and smiley faces.
note: i just needed something cute and happy and fluff because i am filled with good feelings b/c of suju's 3jib and the cute korean boy at work that calls me nuna. :D
g - jaemin
summary: they're picture perfect, touches and brushes of skin and glances when people notice.
they don't do well with hiding and secrecy but it's okay because they're happy, they're with each other and with the world, even if the world isn't really with them, not with the same things. they're picture perfect, touches and brushes of skin and glances when people notice.
the others tell them "try not to be so obvious, please?" and "you guys are like teenagers." and "i wish i had what you have."
they hear but they don't really hear, because what do they need but each other? singing and dancing and laughing on television, the five of them together, is something beautiful and magic, but lying alone together in bed at two in the morning passing back and forth a dripping popsicle is something breathless and heartstopping.
they know that everyone knows but doesn't say anything, they know but it's just too perfect to be in love, to smile and smile back, that they don't care.
"love you, so much."
"me too."
and even the days when everything goes wrong and nothing fits perfect and everyone is moodswings and tense words are okay because they can hold hands and share a bowl of ramen that steams up their glasses and they laugh and draw pictures on their lenses, hearts and stars and smiley faces.
note: i just needed something cute and happy and fluff because i am filled with good feelings b/c of suju's 3jib and the cute korean boy at work that calls me nuna. :D